Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Are you, please pardon my audacity, I ask
a serviceman who keeps the nation safe from foes?
I offer you a nip or two, come closer, from my flask,
so tell me how it is where war's tornado blows.
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Strawberry nose,
viral tears
Ascorbate dose
now in arrears.
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I'm swinging from my appletree
and feel like a gorilla.
My arms are short but I can be
the image of Godzilla.
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It was a scary, bumpy ride.
The driver wore a uniform,
They raced with purpose through the night,
through lightning strikes and thunderstorm.
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I felt you there,
my sweet,
and listened to your heart.
A hurried beat
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There once was a vermin named Herrmann,
his uncle was General Sherman.
Said the general 'well,
send these poets to hell
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Tom's buddy ran a secret lab,
made funny little pills.
The gift he had was of the gab:
'My uppers cure all ills.'
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He'd chosen wisely for the end.
A lazy Sunday afternoon
in late October, summer's close,
when all the coloured leaves,
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Half-timbered, specks of excrement
standing so still in history.
Whirlwind childhood, quickly spent,
so old and gray now. Look at me.
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In the shadow of the moon
reminisced an old raccoon.
Oh, those days when his own dad
went ballistic, later mad.
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